Watching

Steve doesn't wonder if I'm ruining my future. He doesn't think about whether I should have a career already, or fret that I haven't married my husband. He just loves me. Without boundaries or restraint. Unconditionally. 

And I often wonder, if God thought we would miss it. 

This sense of humor.

If I am still enough. If I am selfless enough. If I am brave enough.

I can see a glimpse of God behind those eyes. 

Just the smallest taste,

Of being loved for the barest and most broken of reasons.

Just because.